An anomaly in the Caron pantheon, The Anarchist is a big thrashing mess of overcrowded ideas in a hideously, hideously overdesigned copper chalice that I could never, ever have anywhere in my possession.
That said, anarchy is the theme of the scent, and its greatest hits of brooding, fearless male (guaiac; cedar; sandalwood, mint; vetiver, mandarin, neroli, lime, basil; a fierce a prominent cinnamon note over citrus with a slew of brash and overwhelming aldehydes) does eventually, after some time, gradate to a warm, loveable hero – woody, aromatic; appeased.
The Black Narcissus 
What it graduated to made it my son’s favorite scent. He’s not happy it’s been discontinued. The bottle was all kinds of pretentious.
Oh Lordy it was foul.
But I am pleased it is/was someone’s signature.
What kind of impression did it give?